Tol-in-Gaurhoth LXIX: Were-Librarians

[Lariren Shadow]

“Well that’s all the decorations,” Lari stated looking around the reception hall. The hotel everyone was staying in had let her and Mira rent the room for next to nothing. It might have had something to do with the fact that he was, to put it politely, a dirty old man. So now the large room was covered in green and black decorations, in the theme of their high school colors, with phantoms every few places for their mascot had been a phantom.

Mira was sitting down rubbing her foot. “Yeah, looks great,” she commented slightly sarcastically.

“Just because the hammer fell on your foot doesn’t mean you have to pout. It wasn’t even from that high up.”

“But it was your hammer that you dropped,” Mira pointed out.

“That doesn’t mean anything. Come on, let’s get some sleep before tomorrow.”

As the two left the hall they missed the three figures lurking in the corner. Slithering out of the shadows came three hooded figures.

“Looks positively disgusting,” one sneered.

“Looks like they spent most of their budget on renting the place.” Another stated blandly.

“I think it looks nice.” The other two turned to their companion, quizzical looks on their faces. “What? I always liked decorations…” She said meekly.

“Yes, we know, you were the one who kept putting up all the holiday stuff in the library.”

“Well people liked it, and it kept everyone from suspecting us!” She said defensively.

“Yes of course,” said their leader. He turned to his companions. “Now that we are here we have to make sure we blend it. We want to get back at this class so we have to infiltrate them from within. Steal the identities of some of the graduates. Should be easy.”

“Especially since we have the powers we sold our souls for,” the one who was neither the leader nor fond of decorations commented.

“Yes, that does help…now to plan our revenge. Good thing our trusted Snitch was in this class,” he said maliciously.

And so began the plotting of the Were-Librarians to get revenge on their least favorite class ever.

The Living:
Sally, Awkward Theater kid
Fea, Freshman comp professor/slave
Hakon, Something rather successful but keeps it to himself, like in high school
Boro, Nervous student teacher
Autume98, Computer geek who keeps to herself and no one really knows
Nerwen, Ex-cheerleader with a job that sounds horribly more glamorous than it is
Nessa Telrunya
Wilwa, Stay at home mom of 9
Nienna, Artsy kid that couldn't be dragged out of the art room so she stayed there
Mac, Shy kid
Shasta, Rebel with nothing to rebel against but still looks cool
Formendacil, Eater of Kraft dinners while getting his Doctorate in Inane Uselessness
Alonariel, Nurse who never sleeps
Brinn, The goth kid everyone is afraid of
Lari, Member of the Anne Boleyn Society
Mira, Profiler of serial killers

Night 1 has begun.

[Lariren Shadow]

Lari stood on the raised platform at the end of the room. She gazed out at her former classmates and was impressed by how many actually showed up, she had thought only two would actually come, and the careers some posed, though she wasn’t actually sure what Nerwen did but it sounding amazing. She took a deep breath before steeping up to the microphone.

“Welcome everyone! I hope you all had a good night’s sleep last night. I’m impressed with the group who showed up here. We have a college professor,” she said indicating Fea, who was off in a corner talking with Formendacil and Nienna. “Speaking of teachers, we have someone who is preparing to possibly go back to high school again,” she indicated Boro, who was currently conversing with Hakon in the corner. “Our very own theater star Sally,” Sally turned to look up Autume, who didn’t seem to remember Sally at all, but Sally was filling Autume in on everything she had ever done. “A nurse, in case anyone needs medical attention,” people forced out a laugh while Alonariel looked up from her conversation with Brinn, who looked much as she did in high school, dressed tastefully in black and Nessa Telrunya who kept quiet about her current profession. “And finally a mother of nine, wow!” Wilwa blushed as she began to take out her pictures of her children to show the loners in the corner, Mac and Shasta, whether or not they wanted to see her pictures didn’t matter.

“You seem to have neglected our professions, Lari,” Mira said pushing up next to Lari at the microphone. Lari slightly glared at her for the intrusion but let her continue. “I am a very capable profiler, and Lari does something with some sort of history society.”

“The Anne Boleyn society,” Lari muttered under her breath.

“Whatever," Mira huffed. "This is about everyone and a chance for everyone to catch up with old friends and reconnect. Enjoy!”

The Living:
Sally, Awkward Theater kid
Fea, Freshman comp professor/slave
Hakon, Something rather successful but keeps it to himself, like in high school
Boro, Nervous student teacher
Autume98, Computer geek who keeps to herself and no one really knows
Nerwen, Ex-cheerleader with a job that sounds horribly more glamorous than it is
Nessa Telrunya
Wilwa, Stay at home mom of 9
Nienna, Artsy kid that couldn't be dragged out of the art room so she stayed there
Mac, Shy kid
Shasta, Rebel with nothing to rebel against but still looks cool
Formendacil, Eater of Kraft dinners while getting his Doctorate in Inane Uselessness
Alonariel, Nurse who never sleeps
Brinn, The goth kid everyone is afraid of
Lari, Member of the Anne Boleyn Society
Mira, Profiler of serial killers


Day 1 has begun.

I would like to remind everyone that until I post the mid-Day narration there should be mindless banter.

[Boromir88]

After chatting a bit with Hakon, Boromir surveyed the room. I see that we have the typical stereotypes, in one corner there's the goth girl, and in the opposite we have the awkward theater kid. His eyes resting on sally.

Come on Boro, chum, enough dilly-daddle do what you have been planning for several days now.

Boro tried to get the room's attention, but at first only a few people took notice, that was probably going to change in five seconds:

"Knawladge. Knawladge, is what bwings." *clears throat* "Sorry 'bout that...um ya, just let me try this again...Knowledge. Knowledge, is what brings us togedar today. Knawladge that bwessed." *hem hem* "blessed achievement. A dweam...wifin...a dweam."

Well that went well! Now everyone's staring at you, you big dolt!

[alonariel]

Alonariel looked up from her conversation with Brinn, vaguely recognizing the man who had spoken as the student teacher, Boro.

She'd actually been having a quite interesting discussion about the differences between treating adults and children when it came to emergency room injuries: kids liked to bite, kick, scream and scratch the person attending them. The adults simply glared daggers at you. Teenagers were another story entirely.

Taking another gulp of the drink in her hand, Alonariel wondered if Borowas going to faint from the attention he'd just garnered.

Maybe I should've worn my scrubs, she thought.

[satansaloser2005]

*mutters to herself*

Perfect, just perfect. I bloody hated high school, you know. Spent all my time either in the library or on the edge of the stage reading books. Same difference, really. *sighs* Best see who's all here then, I suppose.

Fea. Oh, there's lovely. Loved doing group projects with her; one of the few times I didn't have to do all the work.

Hakon. Wait, that can't be Hakon! That snobby kid who was always too good to talk to anyone? Best be keeping clear of him; the way he looks I bet he's not changed at all, and if he does talk to me I sure don't want to hear how much money he's been making.

Boro. Okay, take a deep breath, it's only Boro. But....dang, he looks good. Holy cow, I've missed him. We'd probably still be together if it wasn't for stupid Lari getting in the way. I suppose my obsession senior year with randomly becoming a tree didn't help, but I still think he only liked her because she tutored him in history....*sighs*....Well, he doesn't seem to interested in the little homewrecker tonight, so maybe....just maybe....maybe I should go fix my hair and snag my Cyrano out of my purse. He always did like French.

Tum. She was in our class? Oh yeah, that kid who always carried around a little screwdriver and that notebook full of random numbers and crap.

Nerwen. If she breaks into song one time this weekend I'll kill her. Other than that I suppose she's all right, though I would bet my complete works of Shakespeare that her job has something to do with an oven mitt and a funny hat with bull horns on it. 'Mammalian nutrition specialist' my tap shoe clad foot.

Nessa. Poor kid, looks like she never did anything with her life. Yet another of us who should have made a ton of money but instead is working six dozen jobs just so we can do what we love. Oooo, that's interesting. She and Shasta are just chatting away. Lovely.

Wilwa. Well hello, Mrs. Robinson. I can't believe she's with- oh, that's her son. Much better then. You know, for being the school 'sweetheart' she looks pretty happy with all those kids. Very cute. Always did like her, even if she did hit on Boro a bit much.

Nienna. I'm really hoping that's paint on her shirt, because otherwise we might be in a bit of trouble.

Mac. Didn't say much then, probably won't say much now. I suppose he was nice though, and he helped out a lot with the sets, so he can't be all bad.

Shasta. I remember when we used to hang out after rehearsals and he'd paint....things....on the sets. *giggles* It's a shame he got kicked out of the drama club because he's a fabulous scene partner. Can't wait to hang out with him this weekend and see what kind of hijinks we can come up with....well, he can come up with and I can giggle at or vice versa but no matter what it should be a blast.

Form. Still can't believe he called last week, just to use me as a reference for his silly thesis. I mean I know I'm a rising star but I'm not of much use for a paper on the theory of comedy and macaroni. Strange, strange kid, but amusing I guess.

Alona. That's right, she was the girl who always hung out with Lari. Really, I think that's the only reason she had a social life, because if it wasn't for Miss Princess over there across the room Alona would have spent all her time volunteering at the hospital. She looks like me during show weeks, only a heck of a lot worse, the poor girl. Maybe she'll get to relax a bit this weekend instead of running around like George flipping Hay.

Brinn. Ah, well, still creepy as ever. Whoa, I didn't know you could get piercings there. Now I remember why I always avoided her. Awk....ward....

Lari. Of course she's here and wearing the skankiest thing I've ever seen in my life. Like those glasses make her look any less like....Oh, look, Boro's walking by again....That's right, Miss, you leave him alone.

Mira. Heh, she was always interested in random crap, so I guess her job makes sense. But she was nice enough for a bit of a weirdo, so not a total loss. Maybe this won't be so bad after all.

[satansaloser2005]

Boro always did have a way with words. *giggles* I guess we'll have to have another discussion about how to use our mouths.

After all the hours we spent working on his public speaking you'd think he'd be better at it. After all, he is going to be a teacher....

*sighs*

He can teach me anytime.



Oooo everyone's stopped paying attention to him now. Maybe it's time we had a little conversation....

[Shastanis Althreduin]

Hmph. I can't believe I came back to this. I could have been in a brick-wall no-name cafe reciting poetry to a drumbeat against the machine.

Shasta looked around the room disgruntledly, pointedly ignoring Wilwa -

Okay, I was mean all throughout highschool, I can sit here and look at some dumb pictures. She's obviously proud of them.

Sighing, he made an effort to pay attention to Wilwa while simultaneously searching the room for Sally - she was probably likely to be the most fun of anyone here.

[satansaloser2005]

*tackles Shasta with a hug but quickly composes herself*

I've not seen you in ages, ever since that run-in you had with Boro in front of the nurse's station. I hope you'll get along a bit better this weekend, because I don't want to find out if it's still possible for us to get detention. (On the plus side, I always did like a good bit of drama, for obvious reasons.) I hate to leave you with no one interesting to talk to, but I'm supposed to hook up with Boro in a bit, so I better be off. Nice talking to you again! See you later!

*steps away then glances around and sighs*

Now where has Boro gone off to? I could have sworn I just saw him. Maybe he decided to be more phantom-ish, school spirit and all that rubbish. Or maybe he just went to the bathroom....

[autume98]

I remain in my corner when I realize I should probably make my rounds and introduce myself. After all I do work for Bill Gates now, and drive a 2007 Porche. I give a small smirk and think, "Probably the only one here who can afford such a thing."

So I go off and start making the rounds beginning with Sally. As I approach I see Sally is looking to her left. As I follow her eyesigt I see she is looking at Boro. I know she had a thing for him back then.

I decide to get this over with and enter her field of vision.

[alonariel]

Alona was both shocked and happy to see Fea at the reunion, even more so when she produced a green mesh bag of lemons and handed them to her.

"Your memory's impeccable!" Alona says, laughing a little.

She watched Fea wander off to speak with other classmates, and then disappear off to find some other classmate.

Probably Nienna, she thought, remembering how much both girls enjoyed art. Those two were inseparable in high school!

Speaking of friends, Alona made her way over to Lari, taking in the girl's rather bold outfit as she did so. She looked down at her own clothes - a sea green gauze dress she'd picked out because the color matched her scrubs and low, two-inch matching heels.

"Hey chiquita," Alona greeted, remembering the two had shared AP Spanish together. "A mi me encantan tus tacones."

[Lariren Shadow]

Lari stood off to the side, sipping her punch. Needs something, she thought, oh I know, Frangelico…no spiking the punch is so high scho-oh wait, its like I’m back anyway. She gazed at her classmates and wondered if they had noticed how sickenly sweet her speeches and temperament was. It was even giving her cavities. She really would rather have been off being truly sarcastic but had been taught to play the polite hostess when she needed too. Stupid manners, she thought.

Oh there’s Shasta and Sally, good thing they are getting along. Boro seems to have worked up the confidence to go over and talk to Sally again. I think I should apologize for what happened…well it was a one time thing and I felt horrible about it…oh Fea just gave Alona lemons, that’s really nice of her to remember. And Nienna looks to have run off to the art room already. Oh good, Wilwa and Nessa are talking and everyone else seems to be entertaining themselves (I wouldn’t mind Autume’s SmartPhone…), that means I can go get some air.

Lari set her cup down and headed out of the conference room and off to the bathroom first. After that quick trip she was walking back to the conference room of green and black when she heard a giggle from behind a closed door and then a loud thump. Its not a room…well I know curiosity killed the cat but I’m not a cat! Lari grabbed the handle and throw open the door.

Inside the closet she found that Boro and Sally had defiantly made up and were, well, talking with their mouths closed. All Boro could do was splutter out nonsense while Sally had the ability to exclaim “Oh spite, oh hell.”

“I’ll…leave you too it then.” Lari closed the door. Funny, I never thought that they were even that serious in high school, maybe they really got together afterward. Lari closed the door and walked away.

I better go find Mira, she thought, I saw her walk out and if I have be there she does too, co-voted hostess of the most annoying thing in awhile. She was pretty much giving into her inner sarcasm while keeping a bright smile on the outside.

Suddenly everything went black. When everything began to come into the focus again, she wasn’t sure what had happened, she noticed she was in library stacks. That’s odd…there isn’t a library anywhere near here.

She turned and saw Mira standing against the wall. “You’re here too!? Well then who’s AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Before Mira could respond three blurs impaled her on the end of a v-cart, a look of horror twisted with pain on her face as her blood began to coat the Encyclopedia’s that were on the cart.

“It was them!” Mira chocked out before her head slummed to the side.

“It was who?” But Lari’s thoughts were discontinued when she felt something fall on her head. “The Dark is Rising?” She read the cover of the book before, more started falling. Hundreds of books came crashing down, covering her. All the Harry Potter books were aimed for her head it seemed, especially the fifth. “OWOWOWOWOWOW!” She screamed, her body became covered with all these children’s books. She realized she had to be in the PZ section of the library, on that everyone messed up on purpose. Covered with the likes of Grimm’s Fairy Tales, Little House on the Prairie, Charlotte’s Web, as well as the entire Percy Jackson series, she was glad that, while she felt horribly bruised and like her left arm was broken, that she wasn’t dead. And then the last book feel with amazing force and broke her neck. It was Breaking Dawn, and the book had finally killed someone.

Over looking their carnage the Were-Librarians smiled. They had to go back to the “party” but not before taking something to write with.

The hall had become slightly deserted since most people had run off to do other things. The Were-Librarians like it that way, they could work in private.

Autume looked up from her phone after awhile and saw the message written in blood on the wall. ‘We’re back for our revenge, sincerely, your Were-Librarians’ it read. She screamed and ran for someone for help.

Mac and Brinn stared at it, too horror struck to even move. Everyone came back into the room.

“What are we going to do? Where’s Lari and Mira-“ but Hakon’s question was cut off when Nerwen help up to polorids that were left under the message. They showed Mira and Lari’s deaths.

“Oh, this is not good,” Formendacil commented.

The Living:
Sally, Awkward Theater kid
Fea, Freshman comp professor/slave
Hakon, Something rather successful but keeps it to himself, like in high school
Boro, Nervous student teacher
Autume98, Computer geek who keeps to herself and no one really knows
Nerwen, Ex-cheerleader with a job that sounds horribly more glamorous than it is
Nessa Telrunya, Has a fascination with Fantasy
Wilwa, Stay at home mom of 9
Nienna, Artsy kid that couldn't be dragged out of the art room so she stayed there
Mac, Shy kid
Shasta, Rebel with nothing to rebel against but still looks cool
Formendacil, Eater of Kraft dinners while getting his Doctorate in Inane Uselessness
Alonariel, Nurse who never sleeps
Brinn, The goth kid everyone is afraid of

The Dead:
Lari, crushed by books~ Moddess
Mira, impaled by a v-cart~ Co-Moddess

Let the speculations begin! You may still do a few in-character stuff if you like. As always, narrations have no clues in them.

[Boromir88]

Boro looked a bit ruffled, but he wasn't sure if that was from the snapshots of Mira and Lari, or trying to see how much french he remembered with sally.

"Are we sure this is real? Maybe...its l-l-ike a joke or something. Lari always had the best pranks. Alonariel, remember that time, on April Fools, when you actually came bursting in the boys bathroom, shouting Lari was hurt? She was in Miss Tolvers room, unconscious up against the wall, what looked like blood on the wall and everywhere? I was so frantic, frozen about what to do, and then came the feint 'April Fools!' The supposed blood, turning out to be ketchup, wiped on my white shirt. Ha she was quite the...um" Boro apparently lost his words again after momentarily being lost in a good memory "well I m-m-ean that was...much better...than my prank with cellotape and a red stapler. Definitely b-b-better"

Anyway...I'm on to you two. "Mira! Lari!You can come out now. " Boro tried to portray confidence and that he was right, and around the corner, would appear Mira and Lari. They would be looking disappointed as they had been figured out so quickly. "Any second now, right around that corner...you'll see. Yes...you'll s-see them. Lari we know...you're hiding and you can hear us...Mira! C-c-come out!"

[alonariel]

Alona was horrified at the news of her best friend's and classmate's demise. Her first instinct was to find them and see if they were all right, if there was anything she could do...she'd assisted surgeons before on cases, maybe there was something she could do...

Boro's voice brought her from her thoughts, and she tried to smile at the hilarious memory of her and Lari's April Fool's plan years ago.

"The cafeteria lady wanted to help us get back at the boys for always getting thirds and fourths at lunch," Alona said, remembering how the woman had supplied the ketchup for their little prank.

But, looking at the faces around her, she doubted this was a prank...

[Boromir88]

(P.S. and if we don't start getting more than 1.5 posts an hour I'm not going to be a happy camper, and that probably won't be good for anyone. Enough cold feet, let's get going.)

Edit: crossed with Alona, at least someone's here

[satansaloser2005]

Sorry. Didn't mean to be gone so long but I had to fix my makeu-

Oh. My. You've gotta be kidding me.

*glances at Mira, gags*

Who would do that to someone? You know, it wouldn't surprise me if it was just another trick by her and La....*sees the picture of Lari, decides not to mention that the seventh Harry Potter is bigger than the fifth and would have been a better choice, clears throat*....Lari....

Okay, first of all, someone around here has the strangest sense of humor ever. That's a bit sick, people. Books should never be used to kill people.

Second of all, it couldn't have been Boro and I because....well, we were busy elsewhere. Now that I've come out of the closet....I mean, now that I'm back....I think I'll be able to help. Or at least give it a shot. I'm sure I can figure out who the killers are if I get into their heads, try to think like they would.

Best take a look at Nienna first; she's got even more 'paint on her shirt now. Odd....

[Nienna]

Nienna wanders back toward the masses with a stack of watercolor drawings in hand. Everyone is standing around looking subdued. She looks around the crowd questioningly and Formendacil leans over and whispers what has happened.

Nienna is overcome with grief. She desperately wants to run back to the art room where she knows that it's safe and where she can let her emotion out but her classmates need her here.

She is contemplative for a moment or two and thinks the Twilight thing is oddly apropos.

She shakes it off and puts on a brave face while wandering over to Alona hoping that maybe she has a popsicle hidden somewhere that she will share.